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And what will you do about that,T-Nex?Your threats doesn't mean a thing to me!
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Dude, these aren't bragged threats, these are perfectly well backed-up threats.
And oh, this isn't a battle RPG, Get over it. You don't need to get all: "Crap, people think I'm a noob, but I'm not, so I'll just f*cking show them." over a few advices.
I beg of you, shut up. Please, shut up.
I bet you'll hate me. But I don't hate you. If you'd just say sorry and go away, you don't have to bother flaming anymore. That's all which is left for you here, in this RP.
-IC-
(OOC: yea, Mordred and Abhay probably know eachother.
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"Abhay, it's very good to see you're alright, bud. But I think we'd better be on the move now. I smell a bunch of other sligs, which most likely aren't rebels." He turned to Laskar "I'm ready."
OOC: You may move Mordred to Cheddar, and stuff, MunchieMaster.
